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The consequences described in the mouth of the Purgatory Demon Lord were so shocking. Even though she had been practicing for two thousand years and had extraordinary concentration, her heart still couldn't stop sinking when she thought of the consequences.

Not to mention her, Mo Tingmei and Yuchi Jialiang felt a chill when they heard the effect of "Sweetness". They felt a chill on their backs and they couldn't feel trembling.

"Despicable and shameless!" Mo Tingmei was so angry that she trembled all over. "If you can't beat him on the front, you will make small moves behind your back. The demons are indeed insidious and cunning!"

"Hahahaha~ We Purgatory Demons have an old saying, "The enemy's scolding is the best praise for us." Swear~ Keep scolding~ The more you scold, the happier I will be."

The purgatory demon lord laughed, his laughter filled with rampantness and pride.

Mo Tingmei's eyes were so angry that she was so angry that she almost cried.

Seeing this, Yuchi Jialiang had a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but ask the purgatory demon lord carefully: "Lord, is there no antidote for this 'smell* incense'?"

"Anti-drug? Of course there is one." The Purgatory Demon Lord smiled, "It's a pity that I don't have it. Xianmiao Palace may have it, maybe not, but they definitely can't wait."

As he said that, he suddenly glanced at Yuchi Jialiang with a dangerous look: "Why, do you want to plead for them again?"

Yuchi Jialiang felt cold in his heart and quickly lowered his head: "I dare not."

"Hmph~ I'm sorry you don't dare." The Demon Lord snorted coldly, "If you want to accomplish a big thing, you can't be too soft-hearted. For the sake of your contribution to lifting the seal, I Demon Lord will give you a chance to make meritorious contributions. You, go over and arrest both of them for me."

“Yes, master.”

Yuchi Jialiang couldn't bear it, but he didn't have the courage to resist the purgatory demon lord, so he had to grit his teeth and respond. He knew in his heart that from the moment the seal was broken, he had no way out.

"Yuchi Jialiang, do you dare?!" Mo Tingmei was angry and anxious, "If you dare to touch us, I will fight you!"

As she said that, she raised the octagonal plum blossom bright golden immortal hammer and stopped Fairy Yaoyue, trying to use her flesh and blood to block Yuchi Jialiang.

However, no matter how strong she was in her aura and how harsh she said, her pale face and shaky figure were not convincing.

Yuchi Jialiang paused his movements, but he still took out his purple short spear.

"Junior sister, I'm sorry~"

He lowered his eyes.

The powerful magic power gathered on the short spear. As soon as he raised his hand, the purple short spear attacked Mo Tingmei. In an instant, the fierce wind whistled, and the stimulating sharpness made the skin on Mo Tingmei's cheeks ached faintly.

Yuchi Jialiang did not hold back at all this attack!

Mo Tingmei's eyes darkened, and she lifted the immortal hammer and prepared to fight.

However, at this moment, Fairy Yao Yue, who had been standing behind her, suddenly grabbed her arm and dragged her behind her. Then she waved her sleeves and the majestic immortal essence suddenly swept out.

"Boom~!"

Before Yuchi Jialiang could react, he was slapped away and flew more than ten feet away before he hit the ruins behind him.

"puff"

Yuchi Jialiang was shocked and vomited blood directly.

With a level three-level gap, his internal organs suffered severe damage with just one blow. The severe pain almost made him faint, and his body could not move. Blood foam kept spilling out from the corners of his mouth, which looked shocking against his pale skin and his constantly twitching body.

However, even so, it could not hide the shock in his heart.

"How, how is that possible?!"

He forced himself to turn his head and looked at Fairy Yao Yue with disbelief.

"Great Elder..." Mo Tingmei was also shocked, her eyes unconsciously staring at the boss.

It turned out that in just a few short sentences just now, Fairy Yaoyue didn't know how to temporarily suppress the effect of "Jie * Xiang" and restored her combat ability.

At this moment, Fairy Yaoyue stood in a ruin with her sleeves bulging, her hair flying, and her surging immortal essence bulging around her body. Her aura was as grand as the bright moon in the sky, as if it were the mighty sky, which made people intimidate.

If it weren't for her face still pale, just looking at her momentum would be like two people as before.

"Hmph~ I can actually temporarily suppress the medicinal properties of 'Jie* Xiang'. I underestimated the foundation of Xianmiao Palace." The Purgatory Demon Lord did not expect this situation to happen, and his face suddenly sank, "However, it would be too naive if you think you can escape from the palm of my hand in this way."

After saying that, he snorted coldly and stood up from the ground, and his wings behind him opened with a "brush" and his momentum suddenly burst out.

The terrifying power swept through the ancient battle camp. The power was so strong that it was not weaker than the power generated by Fairy Yaoyue's burning soul.

Mo Tingmei's face changed: "How is this possible?! Wasn't he seriously injured?"

Fairy Yao Yue's eyes were also shaking: "The recovery ability of the Purgatory Demon Clan is actually stronger than I thought..."

In just a short while, the injuries on the Purgatory Demon Lord's body have recovered a lot. The injuries suffered by the internal organs are not obvious. Most of the hideous wounds on the surface of his body have healed. Even the huge hole on his wings is left with only a few small holes. At first glance, it seems that he has only suffered minor injuries.

This shows the self-healing ability of the Purgatory Demon Clan.

However, now is not the time to sigh at the recovery ability of the Purgatory Demon Clan. Just as they were talking, the body of the Purgatory Demon Lord had risen into mid-air. A large amount of demonic energy gathered above his head and suddenly condensed into a pitch-black sword.

The sword was about a foot, and the whole body was surrounded by black energy flames. The terrible energy fluctuations spread around with its appearance. Even the space seemed to be unable to withstand its power and began to tremble.

"go!"

The Purgatory Demon Lord raised his hand and waved his hand, and the long sword of demon flame exuding a terrifying power attacked Fairy Yaoyue.

The terrifying energy crushed the space, and the space shook violently, and it was crushed out in an instant. Before it could be seen in front of Fairy Yaoyue, the terrifying power was almost suffocating.

Mo Tingmei was shocked. Under the terrifying pressure, she almost couldn't stand firmly: "Great Elder, this, this is..."

"Yangle Demon Flame Sword! This is the most famous magic of the Purgatory Demon Lord at that time. Many senior cultivators in our Xianmiao Palace suffered losses in this move." Fairy Yao Yue looked solemn and shouted in a deep voice, "I'll block him, you can find a way to leave here immediately."

After saying that, she lifted Mo Tingmei up and threw her out of the camp, but she did not retreat but advanced, and directly faced the Yangji Demon Flame Sword.

"Great Elder!"

Caught out of danger and was thrown out, Mo Tingmei staggered for a step before she could barely stand firm.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Fairy Yaoyue rushing towards the Yangji Demon Flame Sword under the dark red sky light.

A fierce power came to the surface, her long ink hair rose backwards, and her moon-white clothes were also swaying under the influence of the swelling immortals. From a distance, she was as determined as a moth flying into the fire, moving forward.

Mo Tingmei's heart instantly tugged: "Great Elder! Don't!"

She had red eyes and wanted to rush back, but, just the moment she turned around, there were suddenly ripples of space in the void in front of her.

A dark space crack suddenly appeared in front of her.

Mo Tingmei suddenly widened her eyes.

Just as she was stunned, a folding fan with white background and blue patterns suddenly flew out from the crack in the space, and rushed towards the Anode Demon Flame Sword flying in the sky like lightning.

Fairy Yao Yue was tense at this moment, so she naturally felt the movement behind her at the first moment.

However, the folding fan was too fast. Before she could react, the folding fan flew over her cheek and hit the Anode Demon Flame Sword.

"Boom~!"

Amid the deafening roar, the Anode Demon Flame Sword was instantly defeated. The terrifying energy shock wave swept out like a storm, and even the space was trembling.

Fairy Yao Yue's heart was terrified, and the swelling immortal essence immediately turned into a shield to protect him, and then barely blocked the shock wave that swept across.

However, even so, she was still shocked and flew back several feet away before she could stabilize her body.

Mo Tingmei's strength was far less than Fairy Yao Yue, and she was rushed backwards. When she landed on the ground, she staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"What's going on?"

After finally standing firm, Mo Tingmei felt a chaotic heart. She was surprised that the elder was fine, but she was also confused. It was already this time, who would come? Could it be that Mo Yu guardian on the Immortal Yuan Lord's platform and two patrol envoys?

Just when she was shocked and suspicious, a lazy voice suddenly came from the side.

"How can I be missing me?"

Mo Tingmei was shocked and turned her head quickly. She saw a huge space crack appearing in the raging shock wave at some point, and a group of people were coming out from it.

The raging shock waves were still roaring, and the huge energy turbulence made the air distort, the vision became blurred, and even the effect of the spiritual consciousness was very limited.

From Mo Tingmei's perspective, she could only see a blurry figure. There seemed to be a bigger shadow in the middle of the crowd.

She subconsciously narrowed her eyes and wanted to see clearly.

However, before she could see clearly, a folding fan with white background and blue patterns fell from the sky and fell among the group of people.

A slender and powerful hand stretched out from the crowd and easily held it in his hand.

The owner of the folding fan!

Mo Tingmei suddenly widened her eyes, her beautiful eyes shining brightly.

It can withstand the attack of the Anode Demon Flame Sword, and this folding fan is at least at the top level of immortal weapon. The owner of this folding fan is definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise he would never be able to take the attack of the Demon Lord.

Who will it be?

She held her breath and focused, trying harder to see clearly, and she was looking forward to it.

As if I felt her urgency, the raging energy turbulence finally gradually weakened, and my vision gradually became clearer.

I saw an extremely gorgeous chariot among the crowd.

The two beautiful green fire phoenixes were pulling the cart in front of the cart. There was a wide Taishi Chair on the chariot. On the Taishi Chair, a handsome young man in white robe was waving his folding fan lazily, looking at this side leisurely.

This face...

Mo Tingmei is so familiar with this face. Isn’t this the second-generation ancestor who snatched her prey several times before, Wang Dong?!

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